On the 30th day, Lu Luanli took back a condensed purple-gold rune seed on his chest between his eyebrows.
She then opened her eyes and showed a somewhat relaxed smile.
Lu Luanli thought that he finally kept his promise and completed the two natal spells within thirty days.
She then looked at Chu Xisheng, who was lying lazily on Xiao Xuanwu's back in the distance.
The smile in Lu Luanli's eyes froze slightly again.
Over the past month, she practiced hard every day and slept for less than thirty hours in total.
This guy is good, he sleeps ten of the twelve hours a day, and he is very comfortable.
She sneered and made seals with her hands.
"Law, seal!"
A small talisman array instantly opened up layer by layer in front of her handprint.
——This is exactly one of the natal spells she just completed, ‘one word becomes a motto’!
This technique is much more complicated than the 'Heaven's Punishment Thunderstorm', so Lu Luanli started with the easy ones and then the difficult ones. After learning the Heaven's Punishment Thunderstorm, he then practiced the technique to become a motto.
Chu Xisheng was sleeping soundly, but after Lu Luanli completed the technique, he was instantly awakened.
He felt that his true energy veins were sealed by a strange force.
Chu Xisheng immediately understood what was going on.
He immediately activated the Qi and blood essence, which surged within his body.
At this time, Chu Xisheng was able to possess high-level "law-breaking power" even without activating the "Sorrow of God".
This motto may be scary to other martial arts cultivators, but it is a bit weak to him.
Chu Xisheng returned to normal in an instant, and then looked at Lu Luanli with a bit of surprise.
"It's done?"
At this time, everyone was awakened by the movement and looked towards Lu Luanli.
"It's done!" Lu Luanli raised his delicate chin with a proud expression: "These two techniques are a bit rough. I made some improvements myself, so it took a little more time."
Chu Xisheng nodded slightly in appreciation: "This technique is quite magical, and it is as true to its words as it is. With your mere sixth-grade cultivation, you can actually temporarily seal the qi and blood essence in my body. It's amazing!"
He took another disc-shaped package from Xiao Xuanwu's back and threw it towards Lu Luanli: "Use your secret medicine as soon as possible. Everyone is waiting for you."
According to the words on the stone tablet, as long as they have mastered these two techniques, there is no need to wait here.
Those who have mastered spells can cast spells on the stone tablet and leave the palace early after receiving approval.
In other words, they could have left ten days ago and were all waiting for Lu Luanli.
Lu Luanli couldn't help grinding his teeth when he heard the words 'Only the sixth grade'.
In the past, she often said in front of Chu Xisheng that she was only at the ninth level, only at the eighth level, only at the seventh level, but now retribution has come.
Chu Xisheng's cultivation level has surpassed hers.
In fact, her cultivation speed is not slow either.
In two years, he has cultivated from the seventh level to the fifth level. This speed of cultivation is no less than that of those great saints.
It is especially rare for her to be able to advance in martial arts so quickly despite being a master of martial arts and martial arts.
However, Chu Xisheng's talents are among the best in the history of the human race. When he specializes in one area, it is only a matter of time before he surpasses her.
Lu Luanli couldn't see Chu Xisheng's face.
She opened the package angrily and pressed it on the center of the disc.
Lu Luanli felt secretly angry.
Soon she will have the opportunity to enter the 'Secret Realm of Time'.
He must overtake Chu Xisheng, and it is best to make Chu Xisheng invisible within this year!
When Jian Zangfeng and Zhou Liangchen heard this, their expressions perked up.
When Jian Zangfeng thought that he would see Ye Zhiqiu later, a hint of joy appeared in his eyes.
Zhou Liangchen also felt hopeful.
They have been waiting for Lu Luanli here for a month, and have also been practicing hard here for a month.
Zhou Liangchen did not feel that practicing cultivation was boring.
The problem is that not only is there no freedom of movement in this palace, but it is also blocked by walls on all sides, which makes me feel a little depressed mentally.
Unlike Chu Xisheng and Xiao Xuanwu, he can sleep for a month.
Chu Yunyun opened her eyes and glanced at the money meter in the corner calmly.
There is nothing unusual about the money-counting face.
However, Chu Yunyun noticed that the hand counting money seemed to be holding something in his sleeve, and his eyes were as cold as ice.
While Chu Yunyun was thinking secretly, she turned her gaze back to Chu Xisheng.
She had sensed changes in the blood in Chu Xisheng's body.
Has his ‘eternal blood’ improved again?
He smells so good now——
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Just about half a day later, Sun Bingquan, the eldest son of Bingcheng's young master, walked out of a closed hall, followed by Wen Zhuoyi, the "One Sword Alluring City".
He looked at Wenzhuyi's back with a slightly disappointed look in his eyes.
Wen Zhuoyi did not bring anyone with the qualifications of a magician to enter.
In the end, it was Changsun Bingquan who created "One Word into a Proverb" and "Heaven's Punishment Thunderstorm".
When his martial arts had reached the fifth level, he eliminated the interference of the true energy. It only took him thirty days to master the two spells of Shen'ao Sanren, condensed the talisman seeds, and allowed them to pass.
first round.
Changsun Bingquan originally thought that this move would win the praise of Wen Bah Yi, and he was very happy for it.
Just like a child studying in a private school, after memorizing an article, he proudly wants to be praised by his elders.
Changsun Bingquan knew this was childish, but he still couldn't help but look forward to it.
He has no father or mother, and was raised by Sun Ruoli, the eldest daughter of the Bingcheng Princess.
Changsun Ruoli did not regard herself as his mother, but only recognized her as her younger brother, and asked him to call Wenzhuyi, who was sleeping in the ice coffin, his mother.
Changsun Bingquan also regarded Wenzhuyi as his mother.
But for some unknown reason, after Yijian Qingcheng asked Zhuoyi to wake up, she had always been very cold towards him and never showed any pretense towards him.
There's no need, and Wen Zhuyi won't even talk to him.
Even after he mastered the two spells of Shen'ao Sanren, Wen Zhuoyi just nodded lightly and said, "Not bad."
Changsun Bingquan managed to calm down his mind and looked forward.
Walking out of the closed hall, you can see that there is a huge white jade square outside.
The square is 330 feet from east to west, and also 330 feet from north to south, which is nearly two miles away.
Around the square are ten large palaces without doors or windows.
The one they just walked out of was one of them.
This white jade square is also very empty, with nothing except a huge obelisk in the center.
The obelisk is fifteen feet high, and there is an illusory figure standing on it. Judging from his figure, appearance, and temperament, it should be a trace of the scattered soul left here by Shen'ao Sanren.
This great master of martial arts and martial arts is also extremely accomplished in the realm of Yuanshen.
He was able to differentiate so many soul-splitting thoughts, and they have not died out even after thousands of years.
He should have used the sealing method that he had mastered and the magical weapon of laws hidden in the Immortal Palace.
At this time, people had gathered under the obelisk, a total of five teams.
Changsun Bingquan took a quick glance and recognized the identities of these people.
One of them comes from the Supreme Xuanzong, and is led by Wu Zhishang, the great elder of the Supreme Xuanzong; one comes from the Sixth Heaven of the Desire Realm, and the leader is their great elder Meili, both of whom are strong in cultivation.
A person who has reached the second level and has high combat prowess.
There is another one from Ouchi, all six of them are of feminine temperament, with fair faces and no beards.
The leader is the 16th on the Earth Ranking - Mu Mingqiu, the deputy general manager of Ouchi, the "Bleeding Sword".
The fourth branch is suspected to be a loose cultivator of the devil. The leader is dressed in black clothes and robes, and his face is hidden under the cloak.
Changsun Bingquan recognized this person. He was the twenty-nine-ranked person on the Earth Ranking, the second-rank master ‘Dahkala’ Rikaluo.
This person is proficient in the method of cloud and mist, and is rampant in the world with his "impermanent" martial intention.
Changsun Bingquan has a keen sense of talent, and he feels that there is another master in this team.
The last group was also composed of loose cultivators, but Changsun Bingquan could not see clearly the roots of these people.
They all have different appearances, and there is no uniform dress. Everyone looks ordinary.
However, Changsun Bingquan noticed that after Wenzhuyi came out, his eyes fell on one of the middle-aged men, and he paused for a long time.
This person's complexion is slightly yellow, his figure is thin, he is wearing a silver half-body armor, his appearance is unremarkable and ordinary, and his cultivation level is the same as everyone else, at the fifth level.
Changsun Bingquan has an excellent memory, so he has some impression of this person.
He had seen this man on the stone platform outside the palace. His cultivation level should not exceed the fourth level.
Wen Zhuoyi looked at the middle-aged man for a moment, then turned to look at Mu Mingqiu, the deputy general manager of Ouchi, with murderous intent.
When Yijian Qingcheng Wen Zhuoyi came out with a group of people, Wu Zhizhang, Mei Li, Mu Mingqiu and others also had awe-inspiring expressions and looked at Wenzhu Yi warily.
Among them, Mu Mingqiu, the deputy general manager of Ouchi, had tense muscles all over his body and a large amount of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
The several Ouchi masters behind him also had solemn expressions, their hands were even slightly trembling, and they were in a state of extreme nervousness.
Wen Zhuoyi did not take action against them immediately. Instead, he walked not far from the obelisk and looked at the words on it.
Then her eyes flashed, her robe sleeves shook, and she sat down on the spot.
Changsun Bingquan was also looking at the obelisk.
The rules of this level are similar to the last level in the Ninth Grade Secret Realm.
There are ten halls here, and the ten teams that come out will fight here.
Only the six that survive in the end are qualified to continue deep into the Immortal Palace.
This means that out of a total of sixty people, two-fifths must be eliminated first.
Of course, if you are not sure of winning and don't want to die, you can take the initiative to communicate with the obelisk with your spiritual thoughts and exit the Cloud Sea Immortal Palace.
This is in line with the style of Shen'ao Sanren.
If you don't have certain strength and power, you can't even hope to inherit the legacy of Shen'ao Sanren.
Changsun Bingquan felt relieved.
No wonder Wenzhuyi had such strong murderous intent that he did not directly attack those who were in charge of the imperial palace.
Since the next step is a battle, there is no need to rush, and there is no need to conflict with the rules set by Shen'ao Sanren here.
At this moment, the door of another main hall in the south also opened with a bang.
A group of people walked out, followed by a huge turtle.
Changsun Bingquan's eyes were attracted and he looked sideways.
Then his pupils narrowed slightly.
The young man who walked out first was none other than Chu Xisheng, who had suffered a great humiliation in Guixu a few months ago!
His eyes became sharp.
He thought that this fighting situation was exactly what he wanted.
Chu Xisheng looked at the teams under the obelisk and frowned.
He wasn't surprised.
Although Lu Luanli's talent is only inferior to Qin Muge's, she is a genius, but she has to make time to discard the two natal talismans she had previously cultivated, so it will inevitably take a little more time.
Among the teams entering the Yunhai Immortal Palace, there are probably not more than a hundred people with saint-level talents.
Someone rushed out of the hall ahead of them, nothing surprising.
To his surprise, there were only six teams here.
Chu Xisheng glanced around the ten closed halls around him and thought that these thirty-six Sea of Clouds Secret Keys and the extra quotas for the four demon clan holy lands totaled forty teams, which were divided into four parts by the rules of Shen'ao Sanren.
What?
Lu Luanli, who was following him, looked at Chu Yunyun suspiciously.
Just now, they cast spells on the stone tablet at the same time, and when they walked out of the hall, they also received gifts from Shen'ao Sanren.
Chu Xisheng and Jian Zangfeng, they all have three bottles of cultivation elixirs, a 'divine blood solidifying elixir', and a fifth-grade fine magic weapon - they are as grand as ever.
On this basis, she and Chu Yunyun both obtained additional gains.
Lu Luanli obtained a phantom bracelet, which was a lower-level fourth-grade magician's artifact. It was very powerful and not only suitable for her magic, it was also very suitable for her 'Great Ming King Wheel'.
However, Chu Yunyun obtained a fourth-grade magical weapon called the 'Eye of Virtual Reality'.
It was a forehead ornament, which was currently worn on Chu Yunyun's head. It was shaped like a ruby in the shape of an eye.
Lu Luanli was not jealous, but confused.
Chu Yunyun received more rewards than her, which shows that Shen'ao Sanren recognized Chu Yunyun more highly.
They obviously practiced the same technique, and Lu Luanli felt that her talent in magic should be the best. She could even rely on her profound knowledge of magic to see some of the shortcomings of the two techniques.
be improved.
Then Miss Chu's results still surpassed hers.
Lu Luanli thought that Miss Chu seemed to be a bit powerful now——
Just as her mind was spinning, she heard a wry smile from Jian Zangfeng in front of her: "Trouble."
Lu Luanli retracted his thoughts, followed Jian Zangfeng's gaze, and then frowned.
"Six out of ten? A battle?"
She looked to the left, then to the right, and swallowed hard.
In these teams, there are even second-grade masters in charge.
That is to say, the group of wandering cultivators seem to be relatively weak.
But that's not necessarily the case. Lu Luanli's keen spiritual sense couldn't clearly see their depth.
Zhou Liangchen also made a "gudong" sound, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and felt a bitter taste in his mouth.
Unexpectedly, just after entering the Cloud Sea Immortal Palace, I would have to face a killing situation. Will I have to go home now?
"I wonder if Elder Yan and the others are here?"
He looked expectantly at the three main halls whose doors were still closed.
If Yan Guihui's team is there, there is hope for them.
"Not very likely."
Chu Xisheng's expression was quite calm: "It's not a trouble, it's just a matter of soldiers coming to block it and water coming to cover it."
He calmly took out a talisman from a stack of talismans in his sleeve and placed it in the most convenient position.
This is exactly one of the three first-grade Tiangang Talismans that Li Changsheng asked for from the court - to cover the sky and the sun!
If you really have no choice, you can only use this Tiangang Talisman to resolve the crisis.
However, the people under the obelisk looked at them a little coldly.
Mu Mingqiu, the deputy general manager of Ouchi, even sneered.
When soldiers come, they will be blocked, and when water comes, earth will cover them up? This group of people is only a fourth-grade person. What kind of soldiers can they block? What kind of water can they cover up?
But at this moment, his situation is even more dangerous.
With Wen Zhuoyi's supreme power of almost breaking the forbidden laws of the Immortal Palace with one force, all it takes to kill him is one sword strike.
The only good thing is that Wenzhuyi has suppressed his cultivation to the fifth level and is no longer so scary.
Mu Mingqiu's thoughts raced, thinking that if they wanted to survive Wen Zhuoyi's hands and advance to the next level, they had to eliminate the four teams as soon as possible.
His eyes were cold and he looked towards Chu Xisheng.
No matter how you look at it, Chu Xisheng and this group of people are the weakest.
Moreover, Chu Xisheng still had some grudges with him.
His former henchman Sikong Chan was destroyed by Chu Xisheng and framed as a rebel, causing him to be reprimanded by the chief executive.
'One Sword Allures the City' Wen Zhuoyi also cast a sidelong glance at Chu Xisheng and the others, her eyebrows furrowed slightly: "If you are not strong enough, just exit as soon as possible, otherwise you will lose your life in vain."
When Wen Zhuoyi said this, everyone was slightly stunned and looked surprised.
The impression given to them by this 'One Sword Conquering the City' was like an iceberg as tall as the sky, indifferent, cold, sharp, and unattainable.
Another example is the goddess who doesn't eat the smoke and fire of the world. It seems that no matter what in this world, she can't see it.
I didn't expect that she would still care about the life and death of the Wuxiang Shenzong people.
Chu Xisheng was also surprised, and then he cupped his hands gratefully: "Thank you, senior, for reminding me. I will definitely do my best according to my ability!"
As long as the spiritual inspiration of everyone here is blocked, their chances of passing this level are over 90%.
Beside him, Chu Yunyun looked at Wenzhuyi with indifferent eyes.
Her feeling was indeed correct.
This woman really didn't care about Chu Xisheng in an ordinary way.
Wen Zhuoyi's hands tightened slightly, causing the arm armor on his arms to make a 'clicking' sound.
Senior again!
Wen Zhuoyi really wanted to ignore it, but when he heard these two words, he felt a little unhappy.
At this time, there was a sneer in the crowd: "Do what you can within your capabilities? In the end, don't overestimate your capabilities -"
That man was a young man from Supreme Xuanzong. As soon as he spoke, he was met with a cold stare from Wu Supreme, and his words suddenly stopped.
Wu Zhishang then clasped his fists at Chu Xisheng and others: "My disciple was so disrespectful, I'm sorry!"
There was cold murderous intent in his eyes.
In the previous 'Secret Realm of Time', hundreds of elite disciples of the Supreme Xuan Sect died at the hands of Chu Xisheng.
Although the Luohan Sect, the ‘Grand Master of the Stars’, came forward to convene that incident, the various sects actually had a secretly encouraging attitude.
Unexpectedly, those elite disciples cultivated by the sect died in the 'Secret Realm of Time'.
Chu Xisheng felt cold all over when he saw him, but he still responded generously: "It doesn't matter."
He thought that if he was forced to use the sky-shielding method later, he would have to kill this martial artist first.
The six of them then chose a seat in the white jade square and sat down.
At this time, they all felt a little regretful.
The atmosphere here is chilly and cold. If I had known it would be like this, I might as well have stayed in that closed hall.
The hall was stuffy, but the atmosphere was pretty good.
And just two days later, the door of the main hall on the far right also opened with a bang.
The Great Elder Shen Kun of Beiming Palace also walked out of the door with a group of people.
He put his hands behind his back, glanced at everyone present calmly, and then looked at the obelisk.
Great Elder Shen Kun's eyes immediately shone brightly, and his eyes fell on Chu Xisheng again.
He stared at Chu Xisheng for ten full breaths.
When Jian Zangfeng saw this scene, he couldn't help but sigh and rubbed his brows: "This is the target of public criticism. Junior Brother Chu, you are good at everything, but you are too sharp and you are too hateful."
Chu Xisheng smiled "hey" and took pleasure in the pain: "I also learned from my senior brother to keep a low profile and keep a low profile, but I can't hide it in my bag, so what can I do? Later I will use a piece of paper to cover the sky and the sun.
If you still can't win, you will voluntarily withdraw from the Immortal Palace."
"No need, try not to use that talisman at this time."
Jian Zangfeng squinted his eyes, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly: "With Shen Kun and Mahakala here, this battle will definitely be foggy, and we still have a chance. We will have to rely on you later, and I will try my best to use your skills.
The body ascends.
You have the Sky Burying Bones and Rahu, as well as the Nine Heavens Divine Wheel Sword. As long as you have enough power, you won't suffer too much against them with your Yajuan Sword. There is no need to worry about other people, as long as I am here, they will be safe and sound."
Chu Xisheng's expression changed slightly when he heard this.
He heard the strong confidence in Jian Zangfeng's words.
In the previous battle outside the Immortal Palace, could it be that Jian Zangfeng still had some remaining strength?
At this moment, another door suddenly opened.
The six men and women who walked out of it all had handsome faces and enchanting temperaments.
The leader is a woman in white clothes who is about 20 years old.
She has dark hair, an apricot face and peach cheeks, eyebrows as light as spring mountains, and eyes like autumn waves. Not only is her face beautiful and enchanting, but she also has a graceful figure, with enlarged breasts, slim waist, wide hips and slim legs.
After the woman walked out of the door, she first read the words on the obelisk: "A fight? It suits me just right."
She then opened a spiritual eye from her forehead, looked around at the people around her, and then laughed: "Oh, this is a coincidence. The people here are either proficient in the method of hiding, or are good at illusion, or
It is the art of concealment by smoke and cloud, and it requires peer-to-peer learning."
Everyone in the square looked indifferent and did not bother to respond.
Chu Xisheng glanced at this woman, with a slightly disappointed look on his face.
The woman in white is the nine-tailed spirit fox 'Fox Xinmei' from Xuanyuan Tomb, a great demon with a first-level cultivation.
Since the people from Xuanyuan Tomb have come out, it is naturally impossible for the team from Lishan to be divided here.
At the same time, Chu Xisheng was at peace.
In addition to Shen Kun and Mahakala, there is also Hu Xinmei from Xuanyuan Tomb.
The next scene was indeed either cloud smoke or illusion.
He turned his gaze again to the last closed hall.
When the people inside come out, the fighting can begin.
This chapter has been completed!